【①】

"Little brat. The goldfinch's voice came coolly from Jolina's side.

“...... I??" Jolina felt a little dazed right now.

What did she say wrong?

And it looks like you hate even the Holy Dragon?!666.

"The Holy Dragon has long ceased to exist, so instead of thinking about how to see it, it's better to think about how to solve your ...... Terrible grades. Goldfinch spoke coldly.

After saying that, the Plantagenet did not look back, and turned away from this position, as if he wanted to look elsewhere.

"......" Jolina felt a little speechless, and after a short silence finally erupted—clenching her fists and puffing out her breath, "I can't talk about this anymore!

"Didn't I tell you not to get too close to her before? Akta lifted his forehead and looked at Shuer's eyes with some concern, "After all, it's the Demon Golden Finch." ”

"Oh, you're still superstitious about this. Jolina couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Of course, it was not because of "superstition" that it was unexpected, but I didn't expect that Akta's impression of the goldfinch did not seem to be good.

"I'm not you...... But it's not disgust either...... It's just that she makes me feel weirdly nervous. Aktar was worried that her mood would affect the "feelings" of the two girls, so she said.

"Are you crazy, where did we get our feelings?!" Jolina almost screamed, but then she smiled weirdly, "What tension......? Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Not what you think......" Arcta regretted saying this.

"And what do you think I'm thinking?" Jolina smiled even more, "I haven't said anything. ”

I can't fucking talk anymore. Aktar had a dark face and had nothing to say.

"Oh, don't be too sensitive. Jolina felt a little distracted, and immediately pulled the topic back, "I'm not defensive against her...... Well...... I always felt that I was 'familiar' with her a long time ago. ”

“...... Well. Akta didn't know what to say, so she said obediently.

"So don't think too much about it...... Chatter Aketa!" Jolina said as she smiled and trotted off into the distance.

"......" Akta subconsciously followed, and only came back to his senses halfway.

Wait, who's it? I? You're crazy, aren't you?

【②】

Shuer continued to follow the Golden Finch at this time, as if unintentionally, and mentioned: "Teresa, do you like the Holy Dragon?"

"So what, it's not too much to be a little yearning for something like that. Hearing this, the goldfinch said casually.

"What kind of thing does Teresa like? like a holy dragon?" Shul asked, a little cautiously, even looking a little nervous, "like a holy dragon—something powerful and handsome?"

His expression was a little awkward when he said this.

Probably because Shur had not had much contact with the Holy Dragon before, it was difficult to evaluate, and although he was lenient with people, he rarely praised people casually without hesitation - so the wording seemed to become a little awkward.

The Goldfinch raised her head to meet Shure's glittering golden eyes.

Eyes with anticipation, curiosity.

"Has Shuer seen the Holy Dragon?" Instead of answering his question immediately, the Golden Bird asked about something else.

"Hmm...... No. But the people in the family have seen it a long time ago and told me. Shul said softly, "But when it comes to description, everyone thinks it's the same...... Can't give Teresa any novel description. ”

"Is that so?" said Plantage, his gaze falling on the crowd not far away—who were listening to the story of Santa Fes told by a certain introducer, their eyes twinkling with a longing light—in a rather casual tone, as if asking Shuer, "What are you going to eat tonight?"

"If Teresa wants to, I'll try. Shure looked at her with a bright smile in his eyes.

If you want to be, then I'll be what you want me to be.

The goldfinch paused, raised his head, felt the other party's frank and enthusiastic expression, and suddenly could not say a word.

Reprimand? Of course, how could such a stupid idea pop out of his mind?

What is ...... called? If she wishes?

What if she didn't want him to be like the Holy Dragon?

More importantly, what he really thinks – what kind of person is he really becoming?

"You don't need to do that. Goldfinch frowned, put his head to the side, and the expression on his face, which was slightly more active than usual, gradually converged, "Become the person you want to be, that's the most important thing, it has nothing to do with me." ”

When Shul said that, many people, especially the so-called love masters, would think that it was some kind of flirtatious trick to manipulate 6 to get a batch, but - the response of the Golden Finch gave those words something else.

Shul said it very seriously, so seriously that the "purpose" is not for any purpose.

It's not that I haven't thought about it before, so I decided to make the words of the golden finch the direction of my efforts.

Just simply......

"Actually, I don't know ......why," Shuer was stunned when he heard this, and finally scratched his hair, with a look of inexplicability in his eyes, "I didn't say that because I was pleasing Teresa." I ......"

The goldfinch was stunned and turned around.

The afternoon sun poured into the room through the window, and the light, which was a little far away from them, even if it was a little far away, passed through the crowd "not far away" and fell on Shure, so that the boy was shrouded in light gold, which soaked his hair, his face, his white arms, and the light faded in front of a pair of golden eyes.

A beautiful young man, with equally beautiful eyes that can dispel all darkness.

"I really had that idea, and when I saw Teresa, I wanted to do it. In such light, his words were warm and shocking.

Thump.

The goldfinch opened her eyes slightly, and some inexplicable emotions quietly spread in her heart.

She hadn't felt like this for a long time, or rather, it had never felt like this, strange and confusing.

"But if ......," Shul smiled again.

He didn't want the Plantage to be bored by his thoughts, even if it wasn't all for the purpose of "pleasing her".

The feeling was subtle and indescribable—he couldn't figure it out.

"It doesn't matter. But the goldfinch interrupted him.

Her words brightened Shull's eyes, which seemed to be about to dim, and a richer smile appeared on his lips.

Looking at him like this, the goldfinch snorted softly, as if to say "stupid", but when he turned his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked - there was a helpless smile in it.

- It's stupid, he seems to have reversed something.

But that's okay, it's ...... Pretty good.